Chapter 412 Conversation and Fighting

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"This is the Golden Island? This island can't be seen from high in the sky. At a glance, it's all golden sand and stones, and the plants on it are all dim. It's really strange."

Zhang Changkong, Su Muyan and five other Kongming realms were suspended in the void.

"There is a kind of golden dust all over the Golden Island. The golden dust penetrates into every soil, rock and even plant on the island, dyeing all materials with gold. What is strange is that this golden color, after leaving a certain area of ​​the Golden Island, returns to its original state. It would disappear inexplicably. It was this strange phenomenon that attracted the attention of our investigators from the White Lotus Empire. After several explorations, they encountered the Human Ancestor," Su Muyan said.

With that said, Su Muyan turned around and nodded to the five Kongming Realms, and the five Kongming Realms each shot towards the Golden Island in one direction.

"Human Ancestor must be hiding on Golden Island. When they find it, we will go there," Su Muyan said.

Zhang Changkong's heart moved, and his consciousness swept across an empty place.

"No need, probably, he, or they, are already here."

Zhang Changkong looked at the place where his consciousness found no abnormality.

Su Muyan's heart moved and she looked over.

After a while, two figures appeared in the void opposite Zhang Changkong.

"Huang Chen Empire, Shi Yu?"

Zhang Changkong looked at one of them and frowned. He remembered that when he was in the Northern Territory, Shi Yu vaguely expressed that his life was short. Now, nearly three hundred years have passed and he is still not dead.

Zhang Changkong looked at another old man with an unspectacular appearance. That man was probably the so-called Human Ancestor, but he didn't know how he got involved with Shi Yu.

"Zhang Changkong, I remember you were called this name, or should I call you Dharma King White Lotus, or Master Taishao?"

Shi Yu spoke first.

Zhang Changkong glanced at Shi Yu and looked at the old man with an unattractive appearance. This old man's aura was powerful and the threat he posed to Zhang Changkong was only slightly worse than that of a black magician in a real person's realm.

"The energy in the body cannot be improved after a long time, and it has been polished to the ultimate level. Yes, the soul cannot understand the law without a second transformation, and the improvement of strength is always limited." Zhang Changkong He secretly thought that although the eternal time of the holy weapon gave Human Ancestor longevity beyond the standard, time would not give him strength far beyond the same level.

"I am Kong Buxian, and I am also the current human ancestor of Liuguang Realm." Kong Buxian saw Zhang Changkong looking at him, so he said, "I have a question that I would like the Supreme Leader to answer. Is it okay?"

Zhang Changkong nodded, "Okay, I also want to ask you a question."

Kong Buxian looked at Zhang Changkong who was at ease, and said with a solemn expression: "Are you from the human race?"

"Without a doubt," Zhang Changkong nodded.

"Which human race are you from? Aren't you from the Flowing Light Realm? Your cultivation system is different from ours." Shi Yu followed and said. At this moment, his expression was slightly annoyed, as if Zhang Changkong had deceived him.

"I am not from the Flowing Light Realm." Zhang Changkong nodded casually. To this day, he does not think that the Human Ancestor can pull up a team of Kongming Realm troops to deal with him. Today, in the Flowing Light Realm, he, Zhang Changkong, is the orthodox one. At least, most ordinary people in the White Lotus Empire only know about the Taishang Cult Leader, but not about the Human Ancestor. Although there are many people in the Liuguang Realm who are hiding in the Kongming Realm and are not subject to the discipline of the White Lotus Empire, they are somewhat involved with the White Lotus Empire, and there are also some How many Kongming realms can launch a death charge at Zhang Changkong with ease and ease.

"I only have one question." Zhang Changkong saw that the two old men still had something to say. He didn't have time to talk nonsense with them. "Where is the Holy Land on the Golden Island? In other words, how to get in?"

Kong Buxian and Shi Yu looked at each other with firm eyes.

"The Holy Domain is a blessed land obtained by the ancestors of the Liuguang Domain after great sacrifices. Only people from the Flowing Light Domain are eligible to enter." Kong Buxian said seriously, turning his eyes to Su Muyan, "The Empress of the White Lotus Empire, you are also ours A member of the Flowing Light Realm, now, what is your decision? The blood left by this White Lotus Dharma King is not from our Flowing Light Realm, and whether he is even from the same human race as us is still a matter of debate."

Su Muyan listened to Kong Buxian's words without saying anything. She had long known that Zhang Changkong's identity was not from the Liuguang Domain human race.

"It seems that there is nothing more to say." Zhang Changkong smiled coldly. He came here just to occupy the Holy Land, but he had no time to argue with Ren Zu about justice. Zhang Changkong only believed in "might makes justice" ".

Zhang Changkong thought, and five magic weapons appeared from the sky.

However, what was faster than Zhang Changkong was a ray of light, a scattered light emitted from a 300-meter-diameter treasure mirror.

The precious mirror suddenly appeared in the sky, and Zhang Changkong was enveloped in the mirror's light without any prediction.

"Sure enough, most of the power of eternal time acts on the soul and makes the soul weaken. Thinking is the process of spirit or soul fluctuation, so it can affect thinking. There is also a small part of the function that slows down the movement of external particles. Every action , are all the result of particle motion, from thinking to movement, mutually achieving a slowing effect, as if time has really slowed down." Zhang Changkong stared at Kong Buxian and Shi Yu as they took out a sword, Lightning flashed towards him.

"You want to catch me off guard. Do you want to kill me before I use the magic weapon? If I hadn't discovered my whereabouts before, I'm afraid I would really have carried out an assassination move. But, is it useful?"

Zhang Changkong's soul is powerful, and the eternal time of the sacred weapon can affect his movements and even the operation of mana. However, as long as the magic weapon is injected with mana, it can be used as he wishes.

Zhang Changkong's heart was spinning, and the incarnation of the magic weapon, the earth, transformed directly into a turtle shell outside his body. There was a problem with the flow rate of mana. For the time being, he could not quickly form the God of the Earth, so he had to separate the magic weapon first.

"No, eternal time has not affected him. He can still control those weird sacred weapons." Kong Buxian's heart sank, and he made the golden sword fly towards the turtle shell, but he was retreating quickly.

Shi Yu also made the same choice.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two long swords hit the huge turtle shell like missiles.

The Holy Artifact Eternal Time can not only "slow down" Zhang Changkong's thoughts, movements and even spells, but can also "accelerate" the attacks and movements of Kong Buxian and the others.

The huge kinetic energy coupled with the power of the blood weapon unleashed an unprecedented attack.

Zhang Changkong used his spiritual mind to observe Kong Buxian and Shi Yu moving so fast in the air that they seemed to be jumping in space. The bell of the soul could not hit it at all, and the chain of the two-day scale could not touch it.

"Soul attack? I don't know if it's the Eternal Time that's stronger, or the Insect King's Order." Zhang Changkong thought in his mind. The attack on the surface couldn't hit Kong Buxian and the two, but he didn't know if they could withstand the Insect King. Ling's twisted soul attack.

The huge body of the Insect King Ling is like a cross coffin, lying horizontally in the sky, blocking the sunlight.